Villainous Fanfic Novels & Stories

The Villain I woke up with a crick in my neck and an attitude. I slept horribly last night and it was partially because of the news of my new mate, my confrontation with Maya and then explaining why Maya was moping around more than usual to Garret and a falsely sympathetic Gia.

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

Scott asked her, he would have dealed with them himself but Madison really wanted to carry out the revenge herself and of course he would support her whole heartedly. However there was no response, his daring vallianess was already asleep, he planted a kiss on her forehead as he slept peacefully that night protecting his little villainess

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

"And if you may not have known, I sent your father a letter already, and we'll be discussing this next in your place." The silence was still there as the lady kept quiet. All he talks about is marriage. Gosh. This was not according to the book...She remembered that the villain never proposed to the villainess... the villain and villainess never agreed with each other...in fact, they did not even talk with each other that much unless needed, so why is this happening? Was there a glitch? Or are they ruining the story's flow? She has to test him. She didn’t even care about Prince Mathias the crown prince anymore. “Then...I’ll agree if you listen to my request.”

Yes, this novel is rated for eighteen and above. However, if I remembered it clearly, the villain must be the last boss considering his strength. He was recognized as the most powerful Alpha in the whole clan but sadly, he was disabled. He couldn't walk and always sit in a wheelchair but that didn't prevent him from being the last boss. This man is also a psycho, a schemer, a villain, anything that could describe a villain. I suddenly remembered that this villain named Phoenix got engaged after he saw the person who was sold to him by the other clan, and he killed her immediately.

“You all right?” I stretched out my blood-covered arms. My shirt and pants were drenched. My fingers ached when I wiggled them. I smiled wryly. “My wife has been fucking her half-brother our entire marriage, Daniele.” My words died in my mouth, my throat becoming dry. Felix got up with a wince. He stepped over the corpse and almost slipped on the blood. “Fuck,” he growled before he stopped in front of me. He held out his hand.

Of course, he didn't want me. I mumbled to myself as I crouched on the floor, the slickness down my inner thigh cooling in the fresh air. You foolish girl! You still fantasize about him. You hopeless idiot! I cursed my stupidity for believing that Nathan might want me. How could he ever want me? He loathed me. He resented me for shaming his beloved little bird. I had been the villain in their love story, always ready to prosecute the poor heroine. Or at least, that's what he believed. That's what they all believed.

“You never let me touch you like this before.” Aaron didn’t move. Victor dragged his thumb along Aaron’s pulse, slow and possessive. “But you let him. The one who comes at night. The one you never name. The Villain who fucks you like you’re his.” Aaron’s voice barely rose. “Because I always knew it was you.” A flash of emotion tore through Victor’s eyes. Dark. Twisted. Something broken trying to pass as affection. “And yet you chose to let it continue. To lie to me. To lie to yourself.”